'How does sound work? Music theory? Bass for beginners?'
Aika turned her gaze from the books atop the table towards her boyfriend, an eyebrow raised in interest at the sight of him sticking his tongue out of his mouth as he handled a bass guitar.
He would pluck a string before turning to a notebook and writing something down with a nod, before turning back to the bass and plucking another string. He would occasionally turn to one of the open books on the table before frowning, then pluck another string, shake his head, then erase something from the notebook, before plucking another string and noting something else down.
"So… What're you doing?"
Issei plucked another note that made the guitar sound like a cat being strangled, drawing an almost imperceptible wince from the girl, before laying the bass on the couch next to him and turning to her.
"Learning to play the bass."
"Alright." She nodded, before pointing at him with her rolled-up magazine, "But why?"
He shrugged, before speaking up with a small smirk.
"Maybe I'm trying to lean into my bad boy image, maybe I'm trying to set up a serenade for my girls, maybe it's something related to magic. Who knows?"
Aika couldn't help but roll her eyes at her boyfriend's teasing attempt at mystery, only to let out a half-shriek half-gasp of surprise when he responded by poking the sole of her foot.
Her response was to toss her magazine at his face, only to let out a disgruntled grumble as he batted it aside, causing it to bounce off of the back of the couch, onto the coffee table, and then into the magazine rack.
"Hmph," She snorted in mock disdain, "Show-off."
"Guilty as charged."
He flashed her a small grin before getting off his couch and stretching, letting out a pleased sigh as his back popped, before walking up to the window and thoughtfully scratching his chin as he stared out into the snow-covered street.
The background noise of running water that had been filling the apartment died down, before Lilith stepped out of the bathroom, a curtain of steam bracketing her robe-clad form as she dried her hair with a towel, the motion of doing so causing even more of her skin to show in her terrycloth robe than it already had been.
Issei looked out the corner of his eye and Aika stared openly at the obliviously sexy succubus as her motions caused her revealed cleavage to shake and wobble pleasantly, all the while the already rather high hem of the robe moved in ways that left dangerous and borderline indecent amounts of flesh on display.
"That was a nice shower," The purplette wrapped the towel around her hair before turning her attention towards the two others in the apartment. "So, did Issei finally give up on torturing us with that hellish guitar?"
With Aika distracted by the expanse of soft, dewy flesh on display, the responsibility of answering Lilith's inquiry fell onto Issei.
"It was a bass."
Having said that, the brunet turned back to the view from the window, prompting Lilith to approach him in curiosity before draping herself over him, her foot teasingly rubbing its way up one of his legs as she whispered in his ear.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
"...I'm considering the morality of stalking a middle schooler."
Those words knocked Aika right out of her lustful daze and had her staring at Issei in incredulity, while Lilith's movements froze for a moment before her toes went back to exploring his legs as she breathed into his ear.
"Hoh~?"
The brunet had to suppress a shiver of arousal at the sensual sound, an animalistic growl dying an early death within his throat before he grunted out a response.
"She's been stalking me since shortly after I started dating Akeno. The one time I managed to get her to sit down and have a talk, more important matters forced me to leave ahead of time."
"Oh," Lilith's hands slid under the hem of Issei's tee and started feeling up his toned flesh as she spoke on, "You mean the white-haired girl that sometimes watches us whenever we're working out in the morning with Motohama and Matsuda?"
His verbal response was turned into a grunted "Hn" as one of Lilith's hands trailed down and clenched one of his thighs, while Aika spoke up.
"Wait, we were being watched?"
Both Issei and Lilith blinked in surprise at that, their heads turning towards Aika in synchronicity before Issei spoke.
"Yeah," He grimaced slightly, "You weren't in on the whole 'supernatural world' thing when it started, so I kind of forgot to tell you. Her name's Toujou Koneko, she's a 3rd-year middle-schooler, one year younger than us, and more than likely part of Rias Gremory's peerage."
Aika raised a hand to signal Issei and Lilith to silence before speaking up.
"Peerage… That's a, uh, devil team, right?"
Lilith and Issei nodded at that before a motion from Aika prompted Issei to proceed.
"She doesn't strike me as a bad person, but what she does strike me as is somebody who could use more friends."
"So you'll stalk her." Aika deadpanned. "In the name of friendship."
"In the name of friendship." Issei agreed with a nod.
"Mhm~" Lilith hummed in Issei's ear, one of her hands drawing small shapes on his chest as the other one scratched his thigh, "I'm sure that her appearance has nothing to do with your plans."
Issei shook his head at that, before speaking.
"I'm not going to lie to you girls."
He then went silent, getting an amused scoff from Aika, and a husky chuckle from Lilith, whose lower-reaching hand finally landed on top of the bulge in Issei's shorts and gave it a good squeeze, drawing a grunt out of him.
"Naughty boy, getting a boner while talking about another girl in the presence of your girlfriends." The succubus turned towards Aika, a lewd smile splitting her face as she spoke, "I think that we need to give him a reason to turn his focus back to us, Aika. What do you say?"
The glasses-wearing girl responded by lifting the shirt she had been wearing over her head, allowing her bare breasts to reveal themselves to the room at large.
Growling at the mixture of teasing squeezes on his member by Lilith and the sight of Aika's thoroughly erect nipples, Issei yanked the curtains to the window closed before whirling on Lilith and pulling her into a deep kiss, his hands falling onto her buttcheeks and squeezing, kneading and spreading them at his leisure.
The purplette squeaked into Issei's mouth when he used his hold on her ass to lift her, prompting her to wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. The squeak turned into a long moan as Issei made his way towards Aika and the couch she was seated at, each step causing his cloth-covered cock to grind against Lilith's gash, made accessible to the brunet by an upward tug of her robe when he first hefted her.
The succubus bit onto Issei's lower lip and sucked it into her mouth, her hands digging into his hair and mussing it up in her eagerness and excitement before he deposited her over the couch, the motion causing the belt on her robe to come undone and revealing her nudity to both Issei and Aika.
Issei grabbed the back of Aika's head with one hand and pulled her into a kiss that all but left her breathless and confused about her surroundings before her eyes widened in shock as a calloused hand guided her own down onto a moist, wet piece of flesh that was at the same time familiar and foreign to the girl.
Issei released Aika's hand, allowing it to rest on Lilith's moist pussy while his own went to the flesh of Aika's lower torso, his palm pressing against where he knew her womb to be, his fingers teasing their way into the top of her booty shorts before wiggling all the way inside and onto her own wetness.
She moaned into Issei's mouth when a small wiggle of his fingers resulted in him softly rubbing against the flesh of her folds, before the brunet slowly disengaged from their kiss, a strand of saliva connecting their lips for a moment before a reflexive flick of the tongue had her take it into her own mouth.
Issei placed a kiss on her chest, before going up and nipping at her collarbone, and then licking his way up to her neck, before drawing a deep moan out of her as he clamped his lips onto the skin and sucked, visibly branding her with a hickey, before leaning his whole body into hers and whispering into her neck.
"You said that you were curious about girls, no? Well, here's your shot at sating that curiosity."
A twitch of her nethers on his fingers told Issei that his words were successful in further inflaming Aika's arousal, while the girl herself shuddered before responding with a whisper of her own.
"I… I don't know what to do."
Issei chuckled into her marked neck before allowing two of his fingers to grind their way down her gash, her slick secretions thoroughly moistening them before he drew a half-squeak half-moan out of her by giving her hooded clitoris a small flick.
"I have three suggestions for you. One, you take what I'm doing to you, and do to her in turn. Two, you try to use the things you enjoy the most when you're masturbating. Three, you throw all thoughts away and give yourself to the exploration."
He lightly pressed the tips of his index and middle finger into her wet hole, once again chuckling in pleasure as he felt the muscular ring pulse around the digits as if trying to draw them deeper into her body, something that he acceded to by pressing in further, his fingers mapping out every crease in her flesh, and getting a drawn-out moan in the process.
Lilith, having had her fill of just watching for the moment, grabbed Aika's hand and ground it against her moist center, pretty much using said hand as a masturbatory aid and leaving it thoroughly covered in her slick.
Issei pressed his fingers all the way into Aika, feeling the squeeze of her hole on his lowest knuckles, before withdrawing and then pushing right back in, establishing a slow yet intense pattern of fingering.
Lilith, for her part, decided to take full control of her pleasure by manipulating Aika's hand, shaping her fingers so that the middle and ring finger were extended before pulling on the glasses-wearing girl's wrist, causing said digits to sink into her pussy.
She set Aika to a good pumping pace, and once she felt the other girl take the initiative to keep the pumping of her own volition, Lilith licked her fingers and set them to work on her own clit, rubbing slow circles onto the hooded rub.
Issei and Lilith's gazes met, and, as if by previous agreement, the two nimbly drew back the clitoral hoods of the pussy they were each playing with.
Aika's steady pumping into Lilith became erratic as Issei's slick-covered thumb ground soft circles into her uncovered bundle of nerves, while the succubus, being made of sterner stuff, furiously frigged her own bare nub while riding Aika's fingers.
Aika was the first to come, her body going rigid as her muscles clenched in synchronicity, before a long, drawn-out moan signaled a copious flow of cum out of her hole and down Issei's fingers, which he used as he slowly rubbed her still-uncovered clit, prolonging her orgasm for as long as possible without overwhelming or overstimulating her.
Lilith, on the other hand, kept riding Aika's fingers while frigging herself silly, her pace and strength increasing as she felt her peak coming closer and closer, until she was all but mashing her clit down into her mound and rubbing it raw.
"HNG!"
She clenched her teeth as she teetered on the edge, only for the sight of Issei licking the fingers covered in Aika's cum to push her over the line, causing her fingers to all but blur as she strummed her clit so fast that Aika cringed in sympathetic pain at the sight.
"AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH!"
She let out a loud, long cry and her orgasm hit with all its strength, her hips jerking hard as it did to the point that Aika's fingers slipped out of her, forcing her to replace them with her own free hand, both sets of fingers frantically working to draw out her orgasm for as long as possible.
Aika's eyes widened in shock as an arc of liquid jetted out from Lilith's cunt and covered her face, chest, and hand before the succubus finally slowed down in her self-ministrations, her frantic grinding and thrusting slowing down to a languid thing as she enjoyed the mild aftershocks of her orgasm.
Lilith didn't even hesitate when she felt Issei's fingers, covered in his saliva and Aika's slick, slipping between her lips. She sucked hard on the digits, allowing the taste of the liquids covering them to dance all over her tongue, while her throat muscles simultaneously tried to pull said digits into their domain.
Issei pulled his fingers out of her mouth after a few minutes of this, allowing his now thoroughly drenched hand to slide up and down his bare member, covering it in Lilith's spit.
A small push had Aika fall on top of Lilith, before Issei pressed his hand on Aika's lower back, perfectly lining their cunts up, before he thrust through the two, his cock being embraced on both sides by the girls' engorged labia.
He sawed forth and back, getting a pair of groans for his efforts, before gripping Aika's cheeks and pulling them open, causing both her pussy and ass to be spread .
Ignoring the winking pucker, for now, Issei lined his head up with Aika's drooling cunt and slowly pressed in, the wetness of her previous orgasm allowing him to more easily slide all the way to the hilt with a meaty smack of his hips on her ass.
He drew back, but rather than keep the head inside and thrust back in as Aika expected, Issei completely left her hole, before Aika watched Lilith's face contort in surprised pleasure at the same time as her body jerked forward.
She felt Lilith jerk underneath her again, the motion resulting in their clits grinding against each other, but her moan was turned into a breathless gasp as she felt Issei unerringly slide all the way inside of her with a single stroke.
The brunet picked up his pace as he alternated between holes, his speed and accuracy such that each girl felt as if they were being fucked normally, one guy-one girl, with the exception of the fact that each thrust resulted in a jerk of the girls' bodies that made their clits grind against each other.
Lilith surprised Aika by wrapping her arms around her shoulders, pulling her down so that their breasts ground against one another, the size mismatch doing nothing to impede their nipples from grinding together. The experience was further intensified when the purplette pulled Aika into a deep kiss which was quickly reciprocated, their tongues pushing back and forth as the two did their best to explore each other's mouth, the result being a big, slobbery mess being made of their faces, and dripping down Lilith's cleavage, only to spread to Aika's with each jerk and grind.
Issei smacked a hand on each girl's cheeks as he sped up, causing their bodies to grind against one another even faster, resulting in them squirming as they felt another peak coming in soon.
The two girls moaned as they fell to simultaneous orgasms, prompting Issei to pull out of Aika's hole and return to grinding his shaft along both cunts, intensifying and prolonging their orgasms by grinding against their clits even as his cock fired spurt after spurt of jizz onto the two girls' stomachs and chests.
The brunet slowly withdrew from the multilateral vulval embrace, leaving traces of jizz on the girls' flesh as he did, before letting out a sigh of satisfaction.
Lilith, for her part, reached into the space between her and Aika's bodies and scraped a handful of cum off of it before sucking it into her mouth, only to end up having to fight for it as Aika forced herself onto her face and all but tried to plunder her mouth with her tongue, scooping out as much of the tasty treat as she could.
The glasses-wearing girl pulled back with a mouthful of jizz, which she swirled around within her mouth in order to best enjoy the flavor and texture, before swallowing it.
Lilith decides to keep Aika busy by taking a finger's worth of cum and pushing it into her mouth, before using her free hand to scoop a much higher amount and letting it slide down her own gullet, repeating the process until almost all of the thick, rich cream was gone from between them.
Lilith then softly pushed Aika off of her before diving face-first into Issei's lap, taking his rod into her throat and giving it a few bobs to get the last few spurts of his ejaculate, before swirling her tongue around the head in order to collect all the slick there and make sure that he ended that entanglement clean.
She then proceeded to drape herself over one side of Issei's chest and nuzzle him, while Aika lied on the other side and gave his body an appreciative sniff and lick.
Chuckling, Issei spoke up.
"Guess you'll be needing another shower, huh?"
"A bath this time, I think," Lilith leaned down and gave his abs a nip, "It was totally worth it, by the way."
"I'm still surprised you took my interest in Lilith so… Positively?" Aika met Issei's gaze as she spoke, "I thought you'd be more territorial about it, with that whole 'dragon man' thing you've got going on."
The brunet huffed in amusement before wrapping an arm around each of the girl's shoulders.
"I am territorial as fuck. It's just that the two of you are already completely mine," He shrugged, "Does the right hand get envious when the left hand feeds the mouth?"
The two girls traded looks and shrugged, before Lilith stood up and stretched, completely aware of the hungry gazes both Issei and Aika had fixed her with. Indulging in a bit of teasing by wiggling her butt a bit, she picked up her discarded robe before ambling back towards the bathroom.
"I'm going to run a good, warm bath, and the two of you are free to join me."
Issei and Aika traded a single look, chuckled, and then got up at once to follow the purplette into the bathroom.
The ringing of the bell signaled the end of the school day for the students of Kuoh Academy's multiple levels of education.
Within the middle school division of Kuoh Academy, the members of class 3-A could be found making plans regarding how to spend the rest of their afternoons, as well as the weekend.
There was, however, one notable exception.
While the majority of her classmates socialized and made plans for the weekend, one Toujou Koneko silently put away her school supplies before, under the gaze of her various admirers, getting up and leaving their classroom.
No matter where she went within the middle school building, there were those staring at her in admiration, envy, or both, yet the years of being subjected to these gazes had left her mostly inured to all of this.
The only thing she was unused to so far was a different kind of look that she had felt before in small amounts but had increased in how often it came up since the academy opened its doors to male students.
It was a gaze that felt similar to admiration, yet somehow also… Hungry? Voracious? She couldn't truly describe what those gazes looked like to her, but she could tell that they made her skin crawl.
Despite the presence of these uncomfortable looks, though, Koneko still maintained her impassive demeanor, seemingly unbothered by the world at large, and reflecting a certain purity of spirit to all those who admired her.
A statement as truthful as it was ironic.
"Hello, Koneko-chan."
Of course, Issei just had to break the peace and serenity of the scene.
The white-haired girl wasn't the only person to turn and stare at the brunet - with a purple bang - teen, though she was one of very few not to have fallen into a series of whispers and murmurs with those closest to them.
After staring at him in silence for a while, Koneko finally managed to push aside her surprise and spoke up.
"What are you doing here?"
"Stalking you," The brunet shrugged, seemingly unbothered by the multiple gasps and hisses that his statement brought about, "I mean, I find it fair game after you did it to me for so long. Plus, it gives you the time to learn whatever you want about me."
He pushed off of the wall he had been leaning on, walking around the other students staring at the scene in shock and mortification, and stopping right in front of the white-haired girl.
"So, wanna learn more about me?"
The girl took a moment to think, before nodding her agreement.
Paradoxically enough, despite the conversation about Issei stalking Koneko, the brunet was the one to turn around and walk off, with the white-haired girl following after him.
Once again, Issei and Koneko were seated across from each other at a cafe while a waitress set two mugs of steaming hot cocoa down in front of them.
The brunet didn't hesitate to transfer the floating marshmallow from his mug to hers before taking a sip from the beverage, something that the girl acknowledged with a thankful nod before picking both marshmallows out of her drink and stuffing them into her mouth.
"Hnrk."
Her gaze snapped back towards Issei, who chuckled before pointing at her.
"You look pretty cute like that, like a squirrel with its cheeks stuffed."
The girl felt her face warming up as an unfamiliar sensation passed through her, causing her stomach to flutter and her chest to itch.
She tried to parse through that odd feeling while the boy took a sip from his mug before smacking his lips in satisfaction.
"Goddamn, this cocoa is delicious."
The headache resulting from his words was enough to help Koneko move past that odd sensation and refocus on her task, which was to gather more information about Issei.
She stared at the male, her mouth opening in preparation for her to speak, only for her to end up not knowing what to say.
She had thought that she was having a hard time figuring Issei out when she was simply observing him from a distance, but now that she had the ability to talk to him face-to-face, she had no idea what to do.
What should she do? Should she just start asking questions? If yes, which questions? How could she ensure that the answers to her questions would be honest?
Honestly, her King hadn't really told her anything more than to simply watch and report, so she didn't think she could be blamed for being out of her depth.
Noticing the girl's confusion and indecision, Issei decided to give her a little help.
"Don't overthink this whole 'getting to know me' thing. Just get a pen and paper, or just set your phone to record audio, and ask me whatever it is that comes to mind. I will, of course, ask questions of my own as well. It's only fair, no?"
Taking a calming sip of her own cocoa and using the hot, rich liquid to help wash down the two marshmallows she had been chewing on, the girl nodded in assent to Issei's words, before getting her phone, setting it to record and placing it on top of the table.
She silently stared at him for a few seconds before speaking up.
"What is your name?"
The brunet raised an eyebrow, a mild twitch in the corner of his lips showcasing his amusement, but chose to answer regardless.
"My name is Hyoudou Issei."
"How old are you?"
"I recently turned 16." The male teen rested his elbows on the table, propping his chin up on one of his hands. "What about you, Koneko-chan?"
"I'm…" She stopped for a moment, before blinking as the answer seemed to finally come to her, "15."
There was another pause before she spoke up once more.
"Why do you run?"
"You need to be a bit more specific with your questions, Koneko-chan," Issei tapped his fingers on the table as he spoke. "I presume you want to know why I get up early every day and go on long runs with my friends?"
The girl nodded at that.
"Well, there are multiple reasons for that. The first, and most shallow one, is to look good. Your appearance is part genetics, part habits. Eating well and working out regularly can push someone from unattractive to average, from average to kinda good looking, or from kinda good looking to full-on attractive. With my goal being to become the Harem Emperor, I need to stack the deck in my favor as much as I possibly can.
"The other reason is for health purposes. Regular exercise doesn't just improve physical appearance, but it also helps improve one's health. People that work out regularly tend to feel better, have more energy, and live longer than those who don't.
"And last, but most definitely not least, I need to be strong. I'm pretty awesome, but that awesomeness can sometimes make people envious of me, or land me in a spot of trouble, so being capable of busting some heads is a skill I needed to develop, and running helps with that, but enough about me.
"Who is Toujou Koneko?"
The girl blinked, before tilting her head in confusion, prompting Issei to elaborate.
"What's your favorite food, favorite color, what hobbies do you have, what do you like doing in your time away from school, that type of stuff."
"Oh." Koneko blinked again. "I like sweets."
The two lapsed back into silence before Issei spoke up again.
"I don't think you really understood my question, so I'll give you an example. I like foods that are either rich, acidic, or citric, my favorite color is red - though I've been gaining an appreciation for purple lately - and as for hobbies… Well, I like video games, manga, anime, gunpla, and I've recently gotten a bit into bass guitar."
Issei's words seemed to greatly arouse the girl's curiosity, prompting her to lean closer to him while focusing on each and every one of his words, as if doing so would make it easier for her to remember them.
"Things I do while away from school?" He rubbed his chin for a moment. "Aside from working and hanging out with my friends, I like to spend a lot of time with my girlfriends, doing all sorts of things."
Those words jostled a memory loose within Koneko's head. Her sense of curiosity clashed heavily with an odd type of reluctance she was unfamiliar with, though the former eventually won out, prompting her to carefully speak up about something that had been on her mind for a long time.
"What was that thing you were doing with your girl friends back in the mall, in the bathroom stall?"
Issei blinked in surprise, as did the waitress that had been pretending not to eavesdrop on what she thought to be a first date between the two.
Feeling an odd type of grumbling in her stomach, and feeling a need to kill the silence between them mix with her desire to learn more, Koneko hesitated for a moment before speaking up once more.
"Why did I feel this weird fluttering in my stomach and an itch between my legs when I saw the three of you?"
The waitress, her face covered in a blush, had to fan herself off with the menu in order to keep from overheating, while Issei leaned back into his seat as he took the time to fully process the girl's words.
Koneko felt more of that previous odd reluctance welling up within her as the silence between them stretched out, an unpleasant roiling in her gut even as she felt her face get warmer and warmer despite the fact that the temperature in the room was unchanged from when they first entered. Before she could say anything else, though, Issei spoke up.
"First of all, I was doing those things with my girlfriends, which is something that has a different meaning from girl friends. Second, it was rude of you to watch other people in a moment of privacy."
"You were in a mall bathroom."
"Third of all," Issei easily rolled over the girl's deadpan rebuttal, "You really don't know what was happening back there, between myself and my girlfriends, and to you? Did you girls not get sex ed in Kuoh before it started accepting guys? Because honestly, that'd be a massive mistake."
Koneko shook her head.
"I think my classmates said we had a class about something like that, but I didn't show up to school that day. I was-" 'Busy fulfilling contracts' "-sick."
"Hooh boy," Issei mumbled under his breath, before sighing and speaking up once more. "I'm not really sure how to deal with this situation. My understanding of the subject is… Different… than normal, and my concept of what is acceptable or not is extremely warped in relation to most people, so I don't think it's a good idea for me to explain things to someone as naive about things as you, since from a certain perspective it could be seen as me misleading you or teaching you harmful things, and I don't want to harm you."
He leaned back into his seat and crossed his arms as he mulled things over, all the while ignoring the way the waitress stared at him in shock due to him choosing to act in what could be considered a morally upstanding manner in the face of his current situation. Awkwardly scratching his head, he spoke.
"I think you should ask this sort of thing to like your parents, or older siblings if you have any."
He winced as he visibly watched the girl deflate at his words.
'Didn't need to be an empath to notice the emotional landmine I just slammed with a sledgehammer.'
He could feel the tangled mess of emotions, very few of them positive, and all the positive ones associated with a sense of bitterness, anger, and betrayal, roiling within the small girl, prompting him to reach out and pat her head. He ignored the shocked look on her face and the small yet noticeable sense of embarrassment that managed to peek through that mass of negative emotions and spoke in as soothing a tone as he could manage.
"I'm sorry if I brought up something painful, I didn't mean to upset you."
After a few moments of the new and unfamiliar contact, the girl - reluctantly - pulled away from his hand, before shaking her head.
"I… I have to go." Having said that, Koneko picked up her phone, slipping it back into her bag before standing up from her seat and quickly shuffling her way out of the cafe, leaving behind a rueful Issei.
The brunet took a sip of his now cold cocoa, grimacing at both the drink and the situation in general, before turning towards the maid that had been curiously eavesdropping on them.
"I screwed that one up, didn't I?"
The girl found herself reflexively nodding in agreement, before catching herself and walking off, as if she hadn't just spent a whole bunch of minutes eavesdropping on a couple of customers.
Chuckling ruefully, Issei forced the rest of his cocoa down his throat before placing a 50,000 Yen bill on the table and leaving the cafe, all the while wild thoughts ran through his mind.
'Will every girl around me have some sort of complex or issue? Lilith thought she was undesirable, Aika has issues with her mother, Akeno seems to have a hard time dropping her facade and letting people close… But Koneko seems to be the most vulnerable amongst them all. There was great grief when I mentioned family, but when I mentioned an older sibling I felt a whole different type of rawness.'
Walking out into the cold streets, Issei absentmindedly tightened his coat around him to keep the snow from slipping into his clothes as a certain determination solidified within him.
'I'm going to help her.'
BANG!
Matsuda and Kimie shot off from the starting line the moment the phone sounded out, their focus set completely on the finish line.
As usual, the girl's longer-legged stride gave her a starting advantage over her bald competitor, though, as had frequently happened lately, that distance had once more shrunk a noticeable amount in relation to their very first race.
The girl gritted her teeth as she noticed Matsuda quickly catching up from the corner of her eye, his face contrasting her focused grimace in the sense that the faster he ran and the more he sweated, the wider his smile became.
Unwilling to be left behind, Kimie dug as deep within herself as she could, mustering all of her willpower to force her body to go beyond what she knew her limits to be. She ignored the burning in her legs and chest and pushed as hard as she could, and she was gratified to note the fact that she had managed to marginally pull ahead of Matsuda…
Until she tripped.
"!"
A single misstep at that speed was running at was more than enough to make her fall, and it was only a mixture of experience and good luck that allowed her to ameliorate her fall, turning what could have been a broken leg into nothing more than a twisted ankle.
The girl sat up and cradled her sore ankle with a hiss of pain, while Matsuda rushed to her, his voice reflecting the worry on his face as he spoke.
"Are you alright?"
He didn't even wait for her to answer before pushing her hands out of the way and stretching out her leg.
Kimie couldn't do anything more than stare, her face covered in an incandescent blush, as Matsuda felt her leg up. His previous running experience showed in the professional way in which he pressed, pressured, and palpated her flesh, simultaneously checking for any broken bones while helping the muscles relax.
The worry on his face as he checked her for injuries was the only thing keeping her from making some sort of scene over what some would consider unwarranted physical contact.
The girl winced when Matsuda's fingers reached her ankles, her hiss of pain prompting the baldie to tut and shake his head.
"None of your bones are broken or dislocated, but your ankle is swollen, so it's likely a sprain. You'll need to keep from putting weight on this leg and keep it on ice until the swelling completely goes down. I'd advise you to go to the hospital over this though since there's always the possibility of microfractures, something that a massage and palpation can't tell us."
Kimie nodded at Matsuda's suggestions, her mind already figuring out which instructions to give to her Vice-captain for the club as a whole for the week of downtime she planned to give herself in order to avoid any complications, only for all of those thought processes to reach a simultaneous halt the moment Matsuda's arms went underneath her and lifted her in a princess carry.
Her face heated up so much that she almost felt like she had a fever as she looked up at Matsuda's face, their gazes meeting for a moment before he looked away, a small dusting of red across his own nose and cheeks.
They stood there in silence for a moment, before Kimie wrapped her arms around Matsuda's neck while hiding her face in his chest. She then whispered into his chest in a voice so small it was almost inaudible.
"I can't go home this sweaty."
These words caused Matsuda's breathing to speed up while a massive blush spread across his face.
"W-what," He gulped, the sensation akin to trying to force a fist-sized rock down his gullet, before trying again, "What should I do?"
"..." Her fingers dug slightly into the skin of his neck. "You'll have to help me clean up."
Those words made Matsuda feel as if something had exploded in the back of his head. His mouth felt as dry as a desert, his face feeling as if it were numb and burning at the same time, while his heart thumped so hard that he could almost swear it was right beside his ears.
Not really knowing what he could say in response to this, the baldie simply made his way to the locker room in silence.
He set the girl down on one of the benches, before clearing his throat and speaking up.
"I'll, uh… I'll turn around so you can, y'know… Get naked, and stuff…"
The two's gazes met as Matsuda said this, before Kimie closed her eyes, shook her head, and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, the boy felt his nervousness increase further at the gleam he saw in them.
"T-there's no need." She reached for the hem of her shirt and yanked it over her head, leaving her toned torso bare except for a sports bra. "I'm gonna need your help cleaning up, plus you've already seen everything, so… So there's no use in being embarrassed."
Her eyes narrowed, a sense of pride mixing with stubbornness as she spoke.
"I don't want to be embarrassed anymore."
Kimie's words resonated deeply with Motohama.
There was a point in time when he lived in fear and shame. Back when he was still an active athlete in his middle school, a well-known and admired sportsman, he lived in constant fear that someone would find out about his perversion, and his tastes.
He hid his tastes, forcefully suppressing his desires because he knew that if the world came to know about them, they would scorn him. He would be seen as someone broken, someone undesirable, someone worthy of disdain. He was ashamed of himself.
He hated it.
It was befriending Issei and Motohama that helped him get over that shame. Seeing the two so comfortably embrace their perversion, happy and comfortable with who they were and what they liked, and completely uncaring about the opinions other people held about them, the insults thrown their way…
He admired them. He wanted to be like them.
He didn't want to look at himself in the mirror and feel ashamed anymore.
Channeling this same sensation from a few years back, Matsuda shocked Kimie into a standstill by quickly shedding off all of his clothes, crossing his arms over his chest while baring himself completely to her, his face almost as intense as the first time they had raced.
"I!" He bellowed so loud that his voice echoed throughout the entirety of the locker room, "AM NOT ASHAMED!"
The girl silently stared at her underclassman, once more taking in the full details of his nudity, though closer and with much more detail than before, before turning her focus back to her own clothes, doing her absolute best to keep her hands from trembling in a mixture of excitement and nervousness as she bared herself for a man for the second time in her entire life.
The nervousness and excitement were overshadowed by a sense of curious wonder as the moment the last scrap of her clothing hit the floor, she witnessed Matsuda's member twitch, before rising in full rigidity.
Despite this, though, the baldie's determination showed no signs of wavering.
"Why…" The girl smacked her lips in an attempt at settling her suddenly dry mouth, "Why is it like… That?"
"YOU'RE VERY ATTRACTIVE!"
"That," She stuttered, her mind reeling at his straightforward response, "Because of me?"
Matsuda nodded decisively, prompting the girl to once more look away, her head full of jumbled thoughts and her chest full of jumbled emotions, before turning back towards him.
Their gazes met, before Matsuda silently picked Kimie up in a princess carry once more, the feel of flesh on flesh causing goosebumps to spread through both of their bodies.
He walked into the showers on steadier legs than he felt, before turning the knob for hot water. Steam filled the entire room as hot water and cold air clashed, the warm evaporate sticking to both of their skin and further increasing the very ambiguous feel of their interaction.
Matsuda stared down at Kimie as the warm spray of water fell on them, watching with a dry mouth as her hair got matted down to her forehead and neck, and as the water droplets rolled down her skin.
The girl silently picked up her bottle of body wash and squeezed a gob into her hands before rubbing it into her skin. She blushed intensely as she felt Matsuda's gaze following her hands, watching as she spread the sudsy body wash along her torso, over her chest, and down her legs.
She almost felt like fainting at the way she felt his thing jump to poke her in the back when she went down to wash her lower body and his eyes stayed right on her center.
Gulping, she squirted another gob into her hands before spreading it over his chest, to his surprise.
He looked down at her, a questioning look in his eyes, prompting her to speak up.
"You can't use your hands right now, so I'll… Do it for you…"
Kimie's hands then proceeded to glide their way through Matsuda's body, her fingers feeling up each and every muscle of his, feeling the toned flesh under soft skin with great curiosity.
Matsuda watched all of this happen with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. He almost said something when the girl's hands went lower than his waist but was struck silent the moment he felt a pair of soft, soapy hands wrapped around his pole.
He hissed in pleasure as he felt her hands glide up and down his engorged flesh, causing his hips to thrust reflexively. This reaction shot a pleasant thrill down the girl's spine, prompting her to keep exploring.
One of her hands kept slowly stroking him, committing the feeling of his flesh to her memory, while her other hand reached below him and softly cradled his sack, her fingertips softly exploring each and every crease.
"Hng!"
Kimie felt his hips thrusting as he let out a grunt, before the member in her hand started spasming at the same time as something warm splashed against her back and butt, before running down her hands.
She brought her hands in front of her face, staring at the sticky white substance staining them with a sense of detached incredulity as if what she was staring at were not her hands but someone else's, before she went back to silently washing the two of them.
The two were still silent as they got dressed - with Kimie needing Matsuda's help to do so - before the baldie gave the girl a piggyback ride as they left the school and made their way to her home.
After over half an hour of walking in silence, Kimie spoke into the back of Matsuda's neck.
"I… What we did… It wasn't normal. Normally, after a fall like that and spraining my ankle, you would've taken me to the nurse's office, or called my parents, or something like that, not… Showered together."
The baldie nodded.
"Yes."
"Why did all of that happen? How did we get to where we did?"
Matsuda stopped mid-step, his head turning so that he met Kimie's gaze.
"Do you regret what we did back there?"
"Yes? No? I don't know!" The girl shook her head in frustration, "It just… Isn't normal."
Matsuda's head turned back to the road, and he resumed his walk toward Kimie's home, before speaking up.
"I'm a lolicon. I don't want to have sex with actual, literal children, but the loli archetype of a grown woman with an underdeveloped build is very appealing to me.
"That's not normal. I know that, and I used to feel bad about it. I used to try my best to pretend I wasn't one, to act like I was just as normal as everybody else, and it worked for a while. I was just a normal guy.
"I hated it. I was scared, angry, confused, and all-around miserable. When I met Issei and Motohama… They taught me that there was nothing wrong with embracing who you are, as long as it doesn't come at the cost of your morals. Even if the world thinks you're scum, as long as you hold on to your moral baseline, you can tell it to go fuck itself.
"Now, I don't try to be normal anymore."
"...Are you happier now?"
Matsuda scoffed good-naturedly at the girl, before speaking up in a teasing tone.
"I just got my first handjob, and from a very attractive girl. If this isn't top 5 happiest moments material, then I don't know what is."
Kimie snorted in amusement at that, something that got a small chuckle out of him as well. After a few more minutes, she spoke up again.
"I don't know how you'd consider someone like me attractive. I mean, I have a small chest, giraffe legs, gangly arms, my thighs are hmmmph-!"
The girl's self-deprecating words were cut off by a kiss from the baldy, that she willingly leaned into.
It was a sloppy, inexperienced, amateurish fare, with awkward amounts of teeth-clacking and tongue involvement, yet, as they separated, neither teen had any complaints about it. They stared at each other, their lips swollen and faces red, before Matsuda went back to walking silently, and Kimie leaned into his back.
Matsuda couldn't sleep.
Every time he closed his eyes, his mind would get assaulted with memories of the previous day, the view of Kimie's naked body, and the feeling of her hands on his skin, causing him to restlessly toss and turn in his bed.
He had tried everything from a warm glass of milk to counting sheep to help him sleep, but nothing worked.
Checking his phone, he couldn't help but groan at the sight of the big 02:00 on the screen.
Knowing that he wouldn't be falling asleep anytime soon, he chose to reach out to someone who he know would still be awake at 2 AM on a Saturday.
"Hello?"
"What do you think love feels like, Motohama?"
"...The fuck? Dude, it's 2 in the morning, what're you calling me at this time for?"
"I think I'm in love, bro."
"...Are you talking about one of your body pillows again? Because I swear to god that if you called me over that, I'll-"
"I kissed her today. Kimie, I mean."
Motohama went silent for a moment, before speaking up.
"What was it like?"
"It was warm, messy, and awkward. We bumped teeth, I didn't know what to do with my tongue, and I think I drooled all over her chin." He paused. "It was amazing."
"That's my boy! Why call now instead of earlier, though?"
"I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I keep thinking about her. I don't wanna spend the night awake just staring at my ceiling, though."
"You want a distraction?"
"Yes. Or maybe just some company. Honestly, I have no idea what I want right now. All I know is that I can't sleep."
"...Get dressed and meet me at Kuoh Park in 10."
Matsuda didn't have a chance to respond to Motohama before the dial tone. Grumbling slightly about being hung up on, the baldy got dressed in one of his tracksuits with a heavy coat on top before sneaking out of his home and making his way to Kuoh Park, where he spotted one of his best friends sitting on a bench with his phone in hand.
"Motohama!"
The bespectacled teen of three-size-scouter fame looked up at the call, standing up from the bench and stretching before walking towards his bald friend with a raised hand, which said baldy high-fived.
"Congrats on your first kiss, bro."
"Thanks."
"So, you and Kimie and item now?"
"...I think?"
Motohama raised a questioning eyebrow at that.
"You think?"
"Look, a lot of stuff happened, we kissed…" The bald teen shrugged helplessly, "Right now my mind's so scrambled I have a hard time telling up from down, dude."
Motohama shrugged at that before nodding in a certain direction before walking that way, Matsuda silently following after him.
"So, you like her?"
"Yeah?"
"And she likes you?"
"...I think so?"
"And the two of you kissed?"
The feeling of bare skin touching under a shower flashed through Matsuda's mind, causing him to ruefully scratch his cheek as he answered.
"Yeah."
"Well there you have it," Motohama shrugged, "The two of you are a thing. Now you just have to figure out whether or not you two want and can be more than just 'a thing'."
"I guess you're right…" Matsuda nodded in agreement, before finally noticing the fact that his friend had led him to a questionable-looking part of town while he was distracted. "Hey, Motohama… Where are we?"
"Red light district." The glasses-wearing boy said unrepentantly. "Somebody ratted Kugo out over selling porn mags to teens. Nothing major happened, but the police are keeping a closer eye on his store, so I can't get shit from him anymore."
"Damn." Matsuda whistled. "Rough shit."
"Yep, and right as Kamizuri Aoi's last work, the one she recorded with that one western actress with massive tits, came out." Motohama shook his head. "A long-time forum buddy of mine told me about a store I could go to though."
"And that's where we're headed right now."
"Yup."
"To a porn store in the red light district."
"Indeed."
"That you heard about from an internet friend."
"Yes."
"At 2 in the morning."
"That is correct."
"..."
"..."
Matsuda stared at Motohama's back in silence for a few minutes, before sighing and shaking his head.
"You do know this is a very bad idea, don't you?"
"Yep."
"You're going there regardless of whether or not I go with you, aren't you?"
"Yep."
The baldy sighed again.
"Fuck it, let's go."
The two walked through the neon-lit streets in silence, both of them just staring ahead in an attempt at staying out of trouble.
Matsuda's heart jumped when he saw a guy in a cheap white suit start moving towards them, only for his fear to turn into confused relief as a scantily-clad woman pulled the guy by the arm and whispered something in his ear, causing him to turn towards them in shock before his face blanched, his face twisting into a terrified expression as if he had just seen the devil, before he gulped and speed-walked away, all the while the others around him laughed and jeered.
He met the woman's gaze, only for his confusion to increase as she smiled and winked at him, before turning back to her previous conversation.
He couldn't help but notice more than a few people giving Motohama and him that same type of amused "I know something you don't" look as they made their way through the district.
A quick stop in the recommended shop later, and the two were making their way back out of the red light district a few thousand yen lighter, and a good dozen porn mags richer.
They walked for a few minutes before Motohama spoke up.
"Weird."
The baldy pulled his focus up from his latest purchase before grunting.
"Hmm?"
"Something feels off, but I can't really tell what. I'm probably just overthinking stuff, let's just go."
The two went back to walking, but now that Motohama had called his attention to it, Matsuda couldn't help but feel like something was wrong too. His mind was telling him that he and Motohama were walking the same path as before, but for some reason, he felt like his legs were telling him differently.
A heavy feeling settled in his gut as they kept walking and the streets that were previously positively bustling were now conspicuously empty. Every time he focused on a building or sign his gut would feel like there was something wrong, but his mind would tell him to stop worrying and to just walk.
"Hello there~"
A massive chill ran down both their spines at the voice that called out to them, before they slowly turned towards the source, only for their eyes to widen at the sight they were met with.
The one to have called them was a very voluptuous young woman with large breasts, long, black hair reaching all the way down to her waist, grey eyes, small, thin nose…
"My, the two of you look absolutely scrumptious~"
Who happened to be completely naked.
The feeling of wrongness in Matsuda's gut worsened the moment he set his eyes on the woman, the usual aroused response he'd feel in this situation feeling rather muted, and tinged with an underlying sense of apprehension, or fear.
"Why don't the two of you follow this Onee-chan and we can do something fun, hmm~?"
Having said that, the naked woman turned her back on the two of them, revealing her equally naked behind. Matsuda felt something within him scream as he felt something akin to thousands of needles prickling his skin at the same time, causing his mind to clear up and start shouting about how shady, dangerous, and outright wrong all of this felt. Despite his best efforts, however, his mouth simply refused to open, and his body ignored every command he gave it to pick Motohama up and run, and instead followed the shady woman through a bunch of interconnected alleys.
"This should be far enough~"
Matsuda's horror at losing control over his body increased as he felt his legs stop, something that he saw reflected by the distress on Motohama's face.
The woman walked up to Matsuda, the sensation of her finger gliding down his chest leaving him feeling as if he had just been tarnished by some thick, oily gunk, even as she whispered in his ear.
"Mhm… I'd love to just gobble you up right now, but…"
She playfully flicked his nose before turning her back on him and walking towards Matsuda, before softly rubbing his shoulders.
"I feel like the expression you'd make while watching your little friend be eaten would be absolutely… Mhm…" The woman hugged herself as she shuddered, her tongue gliding through her lips, before her gaze on Matsuda turned positively hungry, "Marvelous…"
Both Motohama and Matsuda's eyes widened as the woman's eyes glowed red, her previously regular face widening into a maw of wickedly sharp, needle-like teeth. She leaned down and sniffed Motohama, before stepping back and shivering once more.
"This fear, this terror… Oh, how lovely a meal! I'm digging in!"
The thing's jaw all but unhinged itself from its skull, causing her mouth to open so wide as to reach her chest, and revealing her slick and fleshy gullet in a scene as disgustingly grotesque as it was terrifying, before she leaped at Motohama, ready to take a bite out of him-
WOOSH!
Only for her teeth to chomp on nothing but air at the space Motohama previously occupied, a consequence of Matsuda's panicked leap.
The thing's gaze turned towards Matsuda in a mixture of curiosity and irritation, and he felt his chest constrict as if an invisible hand had clamped around it, his breaths coming out in short, hurried gasps, while a salty taste and thick texture built in his mouth as if his saliva had suddenly been replaced by blood.
Despite all of this, though, the baldie still managed to successfully pick his friend up by the shoulders before pulling him by the hand as he ran off into one of the random alleyways around them.
"Mhm… Such strong willpower from such young humans… Interesting. And I do appreciate a spot of exercise before my meals…"
The woman chuckled to herself as the two teens ran out of sight, before she started slowly walking after them.
The two teens were getting more and more desperate as time went on.
They had been running for god knew how long, moving through the twists and turns of the red light district at a blistering pace, yet no matter how much they ran, they could still feel the sensation of a pair of eyes staring at them with hunger.
"I can still smell you, boys~"
The woman stepped out of the shadows of another alley right in front of them, forcing them to stop on a dime.
"Hah! God-fucking-damn it!" Motohama cursed in-between pants, his eyes noticing a small twitch on the woman's face at his words but dismissing it in favor of trying to figure out a way to survive. His mind had been working overtime as they ran, cataloging each twist and turn of the streets in order to map out their movement options, and then taking alternate paths that could feasibly lead them out of that area, yet every time they were about to reach a proper exit, the thing would show up right in front of them to cut them off.
This had forced them to take different paths that led them even deeper into the guts of the red light district, making it harder and harder to keep track of where they were going.
Looking at two different paths to either side of the alley the thing was blocking off, Motohama's brain churned in an attempt at figuring out a path of retreat for them when Matsuda stepped in front of him and spoke up.
"Turn around and run, Motohama."
The glasses-clad teen stared at his bald friend's back in shock, his mouth moving before his brain could.
"What the hell are you saying?"
Looking around the alley, Matsuda's gaze seemed to shine for a moment before he whispered to his friend.
"It's obvious that the thing is taking its time to play with us instead of killing us outright, and we can use that! I'll keep it busy by surprise attacking it so you can run one way, and then I'll run a different way. There's only one of it so it can only chase one of us at a time, but with you running off first while I keep it busy, and with me being a really fast runner, it's possible that both of us can make it out of this."
"Are you insane!? Splitting up is a terrible idea and it'd probably just make it easier for it to kill us!"
"Do you have any better ideas?"
"..."
"Yeah," Matsuda snorted, "Didn't think so. Now, run on my cue."
Not waiting for Motohama to respond, Matsuda bolted for a discarded broom, picking it up before jumping at the thing.
"GO!"
The baldy swung the broom as hard as he could at the thing's head, only for a blur of motion to have the Broomhead flying in one direction, while his body flew in the opposite one, his chest deeply bruised and a fleck of blood running down the corner of his mouth as he rolled to a halt.
"Naughty Naughty~"
Matsuda felt a bare foot rolling him over to a belly-up position, leaving his eyes staring up at the monster that had been chasing them, who waggled its finger at him in mock chastisement.
"How could you try to hurt me like that? Weren't you ever told you SHOULDN'T HIT A LADY!"
The thing proceeded to kick Matsuda in the gut, making him roll until his back slammed into a wall.
"Now, sit there and watch your friend turn into my food~"
Matsuda's head shot towards where Motohama had been, only to find the glasses-wearing teen standing in place, his face scrunched up in the same way as it did when he was thinking hard about something.
'Motohama only came out today because of me…'
Matsuda forced himself back to his stomach, as the thing took a step closer to Motohama, the corners of its lips stretching open until its whole face was a toothy maw.
'I can't let him die because of me…'
Drawing on his willpower, he ignored the extremely painful bruises on both his chest and stomach and placed both his hands on the ground before pushing himself up to his knees, while the thing slowly sauntered towards his glasses-clad friend, its hips swaying in a mocking display of sensuality.
'I won't let him die because of me…'
His hand grasped the long wooden handle of the broom he had tried to use as a weapon, his eyes quickly flicking to the jagged edge where the head was separated from the rest of the broom, while the thing spread its arms wide before its fingers turned into sharp, chitinous blades, and its skin started gaining a glossy sheen.
'I REFUSE TO LET HIM DIE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!'
Matsuda shivered as a semi-familiar sensation of thousands of ants running under his skin filled him, causing the pain he was feeling to turn into some distant memory, set aside to a remote corner of his mind in favor of what was immediately more important.
With his gaze fixed on the monster and a weapon in one hand, Matsuda took his starting position, as if he were about to go on a sprint. He embraced the tingling sensation, luxuriating in the sense of comfort and power that it brought him, making him feel as if he could suddenly withstand the weight of the world on his shoulders.
The sensation increased as did the tingling, his whole world taking a purple hue to it while the world started moving in slow motion.
He steadied his feet and properly positioned his body as if he were waiting for nothing more than the starting pistol, while the thing turned towards him in what he intellectually knew to be a high speed, but that in his perception felt as if she were wading through molasses.
Motohama, seeing his friend glowing purple and having a gut feeling that him successfully finishing whatever it was that he was doing would mark the difference between life and death for the two of them, combed through his most recent memories with the intent to figure out some way to buy him time, before a flash of the thing flinching when he cursed gave him a clue, something he could bet on.
"IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOLY GHOST! AMEN!"
He felt vindicated as his bellow caused the monster to freeze for a moment, before reflexively turning a furious gaze towards him, its maw and arms spread wide open in preparation for a pounce.
"IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOLY GHOST! AMEN!"
Matsuda impassively allowed the shouted words to pass through his mind, his muscles tensing in preparation when the monster froze, and the very instant it turned its back on him…
'BANG!'
He moved.
One moment he was standing all the way across from the alley from the thing, the next moment he was up close and personal with it, the broom in his grasp having pierced clean through the thing's back and out through its chest.
"YOU LITTLE BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRDSSSGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The thing's pained shout turned into a bestial roar before it flailed its body, its limbs slamming into both boys and knocking them down.
"AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
It kept roaring as its body shook, more and more of its skin turning black and glossy as its legs fused together before lengthening and segmenting. The wooden broom handle shattered as if the pressure within the thing's chest was too intense for it before red, serrated blades sprouted from its sides in pairs.
The torso also stretched out, maintaining its generally female appearance with breasts, arms, and a head full of hair, but a pair of red, serrated blades parallel to the ground emerged from the corners of its mouth right beside the ears, the skin of its lower body changed completely into a glossy black chitinous exoskeleton, and a pair of wickedly sharp scythe-like blades emerged from the end of its segmented torso, giving the monster a centipede-like appearance.
"HOW DARE YOU!? HOW DARE YOU MEASLY HUMANS HURT ME!? I WILL RIP YOUR HEADS OFF YOUR SHOULDERS, AND DRAIN THE BLOOD FROM YOUR-"
BANG!
A loud explosion echoed through the various alleyways at the same time as a large hole appeared in the centipede-woman's torso, as if its flesh and a few pairs of bladed limbs were suddenly erased from reality, with only the blood flowing from the hole proving the opposite.
"ARGH!"
The thing's body writhed in agony, its bladed legs digging into the concrete and brickwork around it in a blind panic.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Three consecutive explosions blasted more chunks out of the thing's centipede-half, before a flash of yellow light filled the alleyway, blinding both Motohama and Matsuda.
"Invading my town and trying to hurt its people?"
The two froze in shocked incredulity at the familiar voice that reached their ears.
"And even worse, trying to kill my best friends? You've got a lot of guts, stray."
Blinking away the brightness-induced blindness, the two were met with a very familiar - if wider-looking than ever before - back.
"Doesn't mean you'll live to regret it, though."
They could only watch in silence as their best friend, one Hyoudou Issei, raised a hand at the monster that had been tormenting them, and that was currently visibly cowering and shaking, before a glowing ball of yellow light built up in his hand.
"Thunder."
A flash of light stole their eyesight for a moment, and when it returned, it was to see what was left of the monster's body turn into dust, before blowing away in the wind.
Turning around to face the two of them, Issei gave the two a sardonic smile as he spread his arms wide open.
"Welcome, Motohama and Matsuda, to the real world!"
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